Yuan Zhuan followed Fu Quan into the courtyard, and what he saw inside was a hidden world, a "Soul-Guiding Array!"
Upon hearing those three words, Fu Quan, who was walking in front, shuddered and stood still.
Yuan Zhuan held a thunderbolt talisman in his palm, his eyes fixed on Fu Quan's back.
The next second, with a thud, Fu Quan knelt down in front of Yuan Zhuan.
"Uncle Fu, what are you doing?" Yuan Zhuan was surprised and quickly moved aside.
"Young friend, I know you come from a prestigious family. Please, save my son, please." The reason he had someone set up the soul-guiding array was to bring his child back.
'Thump thump thump!' Three resounding thuds echoed as her forehead slammed against the bluestone slab, stunning Yuan Zhuan. By the time she came to her senses, it was already the fourth thud.
With a flick of her finger, Fu Quan's head felt as if it had hit cotton, and he felt no pain. Startled, Fu Quan straightened up and stared in astonishment at the little girl in front of him. What kind of miracle was this?
"Uncle Fu, I'm just a junior, please don't do this." In both her past and present lives, she was never older than Fu Quan, and she really couldn't accept this kneeling.
"Let's go." To prevent Fu Quan from losing his mind and starting to kowtow again, Yuan Zhuan made the decision and strode towards the side room in the courtyard, which was the reception room.
Fu Quan naturally dared not kowtow anymore at this moment. He quickly followed, and the oppressive feeling from before dissipated considerably. In fact, his expectations for Yuan Zhuan deepened. Perhaps the person behind Yuan Zhuan was far more powerful than those from ordinary families. Otherwise, she wouldn't have the ability to control Yin Qi so freely at such a young age. Moreover, what was most remarkable was that he could see that Yuan Zhuan was not an arrogant person like those from noble families.
In the twenty years since Dongdong disappeared, he has paid a heavy price, but to no avail. Most of the people he has come into contact with are from established families, not the well-known feng shui families. Furthermore, in this day and age, the Dao is not highly regarded, so these unruly people have gone into seclusion. He has spent years traveling all over the world searching for news, relying on his family business, and now he only has a few shops left. His wife died of grief after their child disappeared. Now, he is all alone. He doesn't even know if he will ever hear news of his child in his lifetime, or if Dongdong has already been killed. Whether it is good or bad, there must be a result so that he can die in peace.
He opened this paper offering shop and demanded top-quality goods in order to attract people from the Daoist path, and unexpectedly, he actually got his wish.
"Give me the child's birth date and time." After hearing Fu Quan's words, Yuan Zhuan looked at Fu Quan's face. His fertility palace was half shrouded in dark clouds. His child probably had a serious problem. To be more specific, he needed to combine the child's birth date and time.
After Fu Quan gave the instructions, Yuan Zhuan frowned, his fingers constantly shifting, his hand seals moving at will, spiritual energy swirling around his fingertips, finally turning into wisps of green smoke, pointing in one direction.
Yuan Zhuan squinted at the direction the finger was pointing, and his heart skipped a beat.
It's good to be alive, but I'm afraid I can't hold on for much longer.
"Go southeast, cross the river when you encounter a river, cross the mountain when you encounter a mountain, and after two encounters, you will get it. Give me paper and pen."
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Quan burst into tears. Even so, he still managed to grab a pen and paper while his body trembled.
"Found it, sob sob... finally found it... my son... my son..." At this moment, he didn't even dare to doubt the truth of Yuan Zhuan's words! He felt it was true, so it was true!
The sorrow in those cries made Yuan Zhuan feel a little sad, because the person they found by following the eight characters was already in dire straits.
He raised his hand and drew the shape of a pond, which turned out to be a triangle. "Uncle Fu, you must find him within three days, otherwise..." Yuan Zhuan didn't finish his sentence, but Fu Quan understood. He was so excited that he almost fainted, but he forcibly suppressed it and forced himself to calm down.
Three days is too short a time. According to Yuan Zhuan, they must travel day and night.
"I cannot express my gratitude in words. I will repay your kindness when I return with my child." Although he wanted to kneel down, Yuan Zhuan forbade him, so he did not.
He turned around and rushed into the room to pack his luggage. When Fu Quan came out, Yuan Zhuan was still waiting for him at the front door.
Something's wrong!
“My benefactor.” Fu Quan stepped forward and bowed.
"No need for that title, just call me Yuan Zhuan. This is a thunderstorm talisman, I'll give you three. Light the fuse and it will explode, it's extremely lethal, use it with caution! This is a peace talisman, five in total, one of them is for your Dongdong, and the other three people should each carry one with them. Also, you must not commit any killings. If you call the police, he will surely pay for it with his life."
"Okay." Fu Quan's eyes welled up with tears. He carefully took the amulet and stuffed it into the small pocket in his heart. There, he also had a good luck charm that he had obtained from elsewhere. He could replace it later.
After bowing again, Fu Quan strode away.
Yuan Zhuan watched Fu Quan's retreating figure, his brow furrowed.
Just by looking at the face, I could already see dark energy swirling around the forehead, an ominous sign!
On this journey, disasters may strike, and some may be injured. However, what she sent will most likely save all of their lives.
"He may die a violent death," the system announced.
"You noticed it too."
"All I can see is the aura of violent death."
"No, as long as he does what I say, I'm sure they'll live."
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